The flash marriage partner is a mysterious boss

Hong Yan took Yu Wanwan through the streets and alleys, and found a studio hidden in the old city. The studio was very small, and it looked like a small residential building from the outside. The moment it was turned on, the sound of various electric drills grinding stones came out.

Hong Yan brought Yu Wanwan to a middle-aged man who was wearing glasses and was sitting in front of a grinder processing rough stones.The man hunched his head slightly, and his back was bulging abnormally, which should be a bit mutilated.The man's complexion is meticulous, and he is very difficult to mess with.

Knowing that someone was coming, the man didn't even raise his head, only focusing on the work in hand.

Hong Yan was also very patient, she didn't bother the man, she just stood aside quietly, waiting for the man to finish grinding the bracelet in his hand and stop the machine before going up to say hello.

"Uncle Liu."

The man ignored it, didn't lift his head, got up and walked to the backyard.

Before Yu Wanwan could figure out what was going on, Hong Yan had already winked at her to follow quickly, and the two of them followed into the yard, only to see the man whom Hong Yan respectfully called Uncle Liu was doing Facing the sun, he carefully looked at the fineness of the bracelet in his hand.

Bracelets are made of the most common material, and when exposed to the sun, you can still see a lot of cotton wool inside.

This material is just an ordinary product, and it can be sold for three to five hundred yuan at most in the market, but this Uncle Liu is like a treasure, checking it over and over again.

Not only Yu Wanwan didn't understand, Hong Yan didn't understand either, she asked him while greeting him.

"Uncle Liu, how do you make such a material? It's a waste of your craftsmanship."

"The material is worthless, but this bracelet is much more valuable than those bracelets in this world."

Uncle Liu said as he walked back to the room, picked out a sauce red gift box from the cabinet, carefully wrapped the bracelet, then raised his head and glanced at Hong Yan.

"If you don't come to me for four or five years, if you condescend to visit now, you will probably go to the Three Treasures Hall for nothing."

Four or five years?
Yu Wanwan looked at Hong Yan in surprise. Just now, seeing Hong Yan's familiarity, she thought she was a regular visitor here.

Hong Yan was very embarrassed by the words, she scratched her head, and explained: "It's not that something happened, and I retreated temporarily, and I didn't dare to disturb you."

"It's good to retreat, that business is a mess, it's not a good place, if you really want to leave, leave, and never come to me for the rest of your life, I don't blame you."

"But I... am back now."

What Hong Yan said made Uncle Liu choke for a long time without saying a word.

Seeing his cold face, Hong Yan was afraid that he would get angry and chase people away, so she quickly pulled Yu Wanwan to her face and introduced, "This is my apprentice. I want to ask Uncle Liu to look at the design and give me some guidance."

Uncle Liu looked up again, this time, his eyes fell on Yu Wanwan.

Yu Wanwan quickly took out her design drawing from her pocket, and handed it to Uncle Liu with both hands.

When Uncle Liu was watching, she explained very thoughtfully:

"This is a jade hairpin designed with the theme of longevity pine, with white jade as the pen and green jade as the head."

Yu Wanwan was explaining, but was interrupted impatiently by Uncle Liu, who said in a vicious voice, "I have eyes, so you can answer whatever I ask you."

The implication is that there is no need to explain, he will see it himself.

Yu Wanwan stuck out her tongue quietly and stopped talking.

Uncle Liu glanced at the design drawing and asked, "What is it for?"

"Give it to the elders." Seeing Uncle Liu's temperament, Yu Wanwan tried to answer as simple as possible, otherwise Uncle Liu was impatient and wouldn't do it for her, what would he do?

But unexpectedly, she made a wrong answer again.

"Who is it for? How old is it? What are the preferences of the person who gave it? Why don't you ask me clearly?"

This man really has a weird temper.

Yu Wanwan could only add information patiently.

"It's my husband's aunt. She is about forty or fifty years old. She likes to wear cheongsams. This hairpin is what I plan to give to the elderly to wear with cheongsams."

Yu Wanwan wanted to explain again, but Uncle Liu raised his hand, but Yu Wanwan didn't understand, so Hong Yan tugged at her sleeve, motioning her to stop talking.

Uncle Liu took out a pen and wrote and drew on the manuscript paper. After a while, Yu Wanwan's design was messed up by him.

Seeing how her hard work was wasted, Yu Wanwan was in a terrible mood. Just as she was about to refute, Hong Yan happily began to squeeze Uncle Liu's shoulders and back, and served tea and water.

"Since Uncle Liu started writing, does that mean there is something to do with this picture?"

"It can be done...but..."

Uncle Liu hadn't finished speaking when a clear, youthful voice came from the door.

"Uncle Liu."

The door was pushed open from the outside, and a boy of about twelve or thirteen years old was standing at the door, wearing a blue and white school uniform, and the sunlight came in from behind him. Up and down are filled with a kind of straightness and clarity that makes people unable to move their eyes.

Seeing that there were still people in the room, the young man who was about to enter through the door stopped at the door, and obediently bowed to the person in the door, politely.

"I'm sorry, I didn't know you have guests, uncle, so I'll come back later."

"Need not."

Uncle Liu picked up the sauce-red gift box and handed it to the boy.

"Your, take it back."

The boy held the gift box, opened it, saw the bracelet inside, was ecstatic, and asked happily.

"Thank you Uncle Liu, how much is it, I will give it to you."

"thirty."

Uncle Liu quoted a price in a nonchalant manner. The boy saw that he was still a student. He rummaged through his pockets and found a few pieces of banknotes. , there are ten yuan, there are five yuan, and there are one yuan and fifty cents.

"Thirty, here you are."

Uncle Liu didn't lift it up, and didn't count. He pointed to the iron box next to him with his eyelids.

"Leave it alone."

"Okay, thank you Uncle Liu."

The boy obediently put the money into Uncle Liu's iron box, put the small box into his schoolbag as if he had found a treasure, thanked Uncle Liu a few more times, and then happily left the room.

After the boy left, Hong Yan asked her puzzlement.

"Uncle Liu, the box just now is more than thirty." Not to mention labor, material costs for jade bracelets, and electricity costs.

"Small business, no money."

Hearing this, Hong Yan rolled her eyes and quickly patted Uncle Liu's rainbow fart.

"Then how much do you think our hairpin can do?"

Uncle Liu raised his eyes, passed Hong Yan, and looked at Yu Wanwan.

The little girl is like a lotus in clear water, slim and graceful, even if she looks tender, she doesn't look like a rich master in her clothes.

Thinking about it again, this little girl is Hong Yan's disciple.

Hong Yan herself is so poor, how much money does her apprentice have.

Uncle Liu shook his head and pushed the draft back.

"Don't ask, you can't afford my price."